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The Wolf Game 2 - Day 8 - And the End cometh

Pig Nash stood up from his desk. Frantically he searched for his notepad. He had to write this down. Werewolves? This couldn't be. But it would make a great adventure ride. More involved than any roller coaster. It was like "Survivor" on speed.

Pig Nash works as a ride designer at Animal Adventures, a theme park. He's been there for seven years and only came up with one ride. And nobody likes to talk about that. He drove seventy in a forty lane, he was so excited.

"Hey Nash!" Sarah greeted him he got to the design room. "Got any ideas, today?" She smirked.

"As a matter of fact I do. It's called the wolf game and if you want to know the rules. Read this thread and this thread"

There will be four wolves, a seer, and a Guardian Angel. obnoxiousmodesty is the mayor. PM's have been sent to the players with special roles.

Re: The Wolf Game 2 - Night 0

Not Just a Carnival Ride

Dawn came on the first day. And it was not good.

The players arose from their bunks. Their houses were very minimal. Can't get distracted from the game. Even though there was no money involved, there was still much at stake. The players craved the status the game decided. The winning side held all the power in Friedmont where they all lived.

The wolf game had been going on for centuries in Friedmont. They had never used the chips that Animal Adventures implanted in the special players brains. They had always just used Orange bands around the upper thigh to indicate a wolf. Black for seers. White for angels. Each player also had a band around your wrist that was green while you were alive and red when you were "dead." The "dead" players had a special living dome next to the game dome.

There was a stink in the air. But it couldn't be. Their was no real killing in the wolf game. But their was death in the air.

"Something is terribly wrong at able's house," Hicks reported. "This is not a game any more. The angel is actually dead."

obnoxiousmodesty rallied the players in the game dome square.
"These chips must be more invasive then we thought. We have people that actually think they are wolves. We must lynch these wolves. Therefore we have to actually kill one player every night. Vote wisely!"